Why do men spend their lives in pursuits that yield nothing to further their enlightenment? A wise man who spends his entire life in retrospect of his failures and accomplishments is only wise in regards to his life. A man of the cloth, devoting his entire life to fruitless worship and study, preaching the ways of his silent God to the masses dies ( Read more... )

I was talking to somebody on AIM, and they asked me a question and signed off before I could answer, so I'm going to say it here because I'm lazy. I'm the night time rent-a-cop at Glen Eagle, there ya go. Swing by sometime and I'll show you my... flashlight.

In the wake of oblivion
Sheltered men fall,
For when they leave their abode
They know nothing at all
So inside they dwell
Gluttons of familiarity
With safety they swell
Ere they leave their home
Into the unkown
And to oblivion they fall
With the epiphany that their life means nothing at all.

Words endless tiring words turning thought to sound and sond to thought preserving ideas beyond mental rot unbreakable chains to bind soul and mind words are hurtful and kind addiction so stron gthe need to hear a poem or song a scratching on a stone a shaping of the toungue taken for granted when we still remain young without this drug we live in ( Read more... )

I have a popsicle, soaked in voldka. I gave it to the little girl next door, and she made spoons with her dog. Her name was Maria, the officers name was Wilson. The trouble all started when I gave her the second popsicle, this time flavored with rum. You see, I let it soak too long... wait no. I suppose the real problem started when Pedro, her ( Read more... )

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Fifth Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
LevelScorePurgatory (Repenting Believers)Very LowLevel 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Very LowLevel 2 (Lustful)Very HighLevel 3 (Gluttonous)HighLevel 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)HighLevel 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)ExtremeLevel 6 - ( Read more... )

This is a transcript I wrote down on a piece of paper my last night in Wasau, intended to be a LJ post ( Read more... )

Thanks to Andrea and Jake, my two best friends at the moemnt (because I have dranken Everclear, and I didn't have to pay a penny). I am incredibly drunk. Everclear is the one drink that rucked me over beyond repair a one horrifing night which I MAY (at popular request) tell about later on, whilst I cam sober and can type. At the moment, I'm trying ( Read more... )

I changed my beautiful livejournal style so it is easier to read, this is only temporary. I am rabbiting on editing the previous background. I'm bored out of my rassoodock, sitting in skolliwoll. I'm rather excited about spring break for a change. Come Saturday I'm yeckating up to Tampa to RPG my sharries off all nochy, then yeckate up to ( Read more... )